Novel & Cerita Help I've Fallen

Anything was better than where I came from, I tried to reassure myself. My body could barely make it up the five steps. I fell after just two stairs, slamming my shins on the wood, and then crawled my way up the rest. I couldn't even scream in pain. My body had had enough and collapsed just at the large maple door. Dear goddess Selene, someone find me. I had to alert someone I was here. I needed help. I rolled to my back and I used all that I could to lift my right arm and knock once on the door before my arm fell, hitting myself in the chest.

My feet dangled several feet above the ground. “Shit,” I cursed under my breath, panic clawing at my chest. Going back wasn’t an option. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and let go. The fall was quick but brutal. I landed hard, my ankle twisting with a sickening crunch. Pain shot through me, and I clamped a hand over my mouth to stifle a scream. Tears welled in my eyes as I lay there, the cold earth seeping into my bones.

“Only child” Making my way up the drive I tripped over my feet and fell to the ground. Box up in the air I put my hands out to stop my fall. “Shit”. I groaned grabbing my knee. Lifting my jean leg up I pulled out the stone that was embedded in there. “Are you okay?”.

I suddenly recalled Vanessa's words, and panic rose within me. “I don't want to die! Someone help me!” I cried out. I tried to run faster, but my foot suddenly hit on something, and I tripped. “Ahh!” I whimpered as I fell to the floor. “No!”

Jeremy needs to lay down as soon as possible. Turning, Roy fished the pockets of his slacks to find his iPhone but a tug to his sleeve diverted his attention. Roy turned back to freeze―as something soft petal like texture brushed against his lips. Roy's throat parched and his eyes rounded to see Jeremy's lips lose contact with his. Jeremy also lost his consciousness, falling against Roy's chest―the very next second.

But today, under its unwavering gaze, I feel an unsettling mix of exposure and defiance. I realized I need to get dressed; the thought of being watched through that invasive camera, seeing me so broken and vulnerable, compels me to move. Shaking, I attempt to stand, but my legs, weak and unsteady, fail me, and I fall, my knee colliding sharply with the coffee table. A yelp escapes my lips as pain jolts through me, followed by a flood of tears.

He had no other thoughts of doing anything. And, Opal... she was shocked, surprised, and speechless. "Fine, I-- take them." Oliver extended his hand to give her the sheets she wanted. Sadly, his mind was too unfocused to see his surrounding. *Thud* He fell from the tree and Layla could only grab the sheets as she was also standing on a tree branch. "OLIVER!!!!" Olivia's scream in her ear was proof that Oliver has fallen. 'Oh no, this is going to be troublesome.' She gulped at the thought of the problem that might arise in the near future.

The potions left included some top shelves which I needed to climb some steps to get to because I wasn't tall enough to reach them by standing on the floor. In my bid to do the cleaning in a hurry, and because I was already staggering from staying up all night to clean, I placed a foot wrongly on the steps which led to me missing it and falling off the steps with a loud thud. I couldn't even scream after the fall because even my voice was already weak from all of the overnight cleaning. I was in excruciating pain but I could not call for help because I was weak. Just when I thought I was going to be left alone there to die, the door opened and a male figure appeared in front of the door.

"Besides, that was just an internal presentation, not the actual competition." A fire burned in my chest, and my blood boiled in my veins. I snapped, "What do you take me for?" My sharp tone startled him, and a flicker of unease crossed his face. "Come on. Yvette is just a girl fresh out of the irony tower. I'm doing this to help her grow." I turned around and left, unwilling to hear his excuses. He called after me, but I didn't turn back. ... The next morning, I avoided leaving at the same time as Elliot.

Just the thought of what they will do to me, makes me wish the bright light had just taken me. “We were so scared,” Giana Mumurs, squeezing my hand snapping me out of my own death sentence. “You took a terrible fall, sweetheart. What happened?” Fall. My memories crash into me like a tidal wave. The stairs. The pain. Did someone push me Or did I slip? I swallow, wincing at the dryness of my throat. My lips part, but my voice barely rises above a whisper. “I… I fell?” Giana nods quickly, helping me take a few sips of water. The cool liquid soothes my throat, but it does nothing for the storm raging inside me.